Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Brazil and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Sound Behaviour to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Laurel Aitken,
T.S.O.L.,
Zero Boys,
Kas Product,
Excepter,
Sparks,
Roxy Music,
Subhumans,
Connie Case,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Iggy Pop,
Main Source,
Bob Dylan,
Guru Guru,
U.S. Maple,
Tubeway Army,
John Cale,
Nas,
Skriet,
CMW,
Dave Gahan,
The Evens,
Sixth Finger,
Piero Umiliani,
KRS-One,
10cc,
Ralphi Rosario,
Suicide,
Hot Snakes,
The Trojans,
the Bar-Kays,
Icehouse,
Joy Division,
Peter & Gordon,
The Smiths,
Judy Mowatt,
Patti Smith,
Swans,
The Five Americans,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Circle Jerks,
Gang Green,
The Stooges,
Fear,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Invisible,
Slave,
World's Most,
Panda Bear,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Arcadia,
The Barracudas,
Monks,
Barrington Levy,
Roy Ayers,
DNA,
Brick,
Marshall Jefferson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Babytalk,
Rod Modell,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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You don't know what you really want.
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.